Chapter 118

This is a straight official road, along the road can lead to Yunxia City, is a must.

Zichen was sitting on the side of the road, waiting for the arrival of Wang mountain. Not far away were the two seriously injured men. On that day, they were beaten into pig heads, their teeth fell out, their chin was broken, and they had not eaten for several days. They were listless. If they were ordinary people, they would have died for a long time.

"Boy, you are waiting for death when you wait for Master Wang Shan here."

"If he offends the three factions, he will not live long. It is justifiable to wait for his death here."

Tall and short, listless, hungry, but unable to eat, at the moment, one left and one right fell on the ground, exposed to the sun, their hearts were filled with resentment, and they were even more sarcastic at the moment.

"When you die, are you so confident in Wang Shan? It's just a second generation ancestor. It's rubbish. " Zichen smile lightly, do not care at all.

"Dream of you, Master Wang Shan's strength is not what you can imagine." Yan Ping grinned and said with disdain: "Master Wang Shan has cultivated the existence of Qingxia secret code. Do you know what it is? Say it to scare you to death, the strongest skill of Yunxia city. "

"Although Master Wang Shan is only in the late congenital period, there is not enough room for him to see. In Yunxia City, I saw a man fighting for the great perfection of a woman with Master Wang Shan, and was killed by a sword. You are just in the early congenital period. That's bullshit."

"That's right. If you're a small school, you don't know what genius is and what's Qingxia secret code. Fighting Wang Shan's young master is like an egg hitting a stone, and an ephemeral shaking a tree. You can't help yourself."

The two kept arranging Zichen, without being a prisoner at all. They ridiculed me for the realization of being a victim.

Zichen smiles and says nothing.

Naturally, he had heard of the name of Qingxia secret code. It was the thing that determined its name with the Wuzong of Wuzong. Zichen and Wang Xianer had known about it before. They were absolutely powerful, but it depends on who is in charge.

Powerful techniques, in the hands of a person who has been hollowed out by wine and lust, will naturally lose its power.

"Go on, don't stop." Purple Chen light smile, "your life is about to walk to the end, take advantage of now can open mouth, still talk more."

"Boy, you said you wouldn't kill us." They were stunned and their faces changed wildly. Yan Ping was even more trembling.

"I said not to kill you, but I believe that there will always be people who will kill you, so let's talk more." Zichen road.

"Well, as long as you keep your word and don't kill us, you don't have to worry about our lives." High, cold hum.

"Yes, you'd better worry about yourself. You are going to die in the hands of Master Wang Shan. I don't know if there are any last words. We can try our best to help you realize them?" Yan Ping joked.

Zichen guaranteed not to kill two people, two people's words were much more, and Wang Shan boasted that there was no heaven in the earth, at the same time, he also said that Wang Shan's strongest attack was so powerful.

"Boy, I know you are proud and strong, but I tell you that Master Wang Shan has a sword, named fire, which was made by the commander himself. Although it is not as powerful as the magic weapon, it is also extremely sharp. You should be careful not to be cut by a sword."

They were joking and laughing. They had been praising Wang Shan and talking about some cards of Wang Shan.

Zichen was very interested and asked, "since Wang Shan is so talented, so lustful and so powerful, he must come out and bring a lot of Yuan stones. By the way, is there something like Wang xian'er that day when he stretches out his hand and flashes red light, something will appear?"

"Hum, it's really from the valley. I don't even know the magic weapon of space. It's really ignorant." The two despised Zichen again, "that's called the magic weapon of space. Only those who are strong in the imperial air can refine it. They need a lot of precious materials, which are extremely precious. The cheapest ones are thousands of Yuan stones, which are yuan stones, but not those broken yuan stones."

They emphasized and accentuated their tone.

"Oh, the magic weapon of space." Purple Chen nods, express understand, also be that astonishing price at the same time, scared a jump.

Now he is full of calculation, and only a few pieces of broken yuan stone.

"Hillbilly!" Two people disdain to skim the mouth, carelessly involved in the wound, has been crying pain, the heart of the purple Chen resentment read more.

"You have been talking about it for a long time, but you still don't say whether Wang Shan has that thing on him and how much wealth he has?" Purple Chen asks a way, this is he is most concerned about.

"Hum, do you think the magic weapon of space is Chinese cabbage? I tell you, Mr. Wang Shan doesn't have it now, but the commander has promised him to give him a gift when he breaks through the Zhenyuan realm." Yan Ping said haughtily.

"That's not true. It turns out that you are also a poor man. Fortunately, you are still chirping here and blowing him to the sky and the earth. Are they bats?" The way that Zichen disdains.

"Bah, what do you know as a hillbilly? You can't have the magic weapon of space if you want to. Besides, you dare to say that Mr. Wang Shan is poor. I tell you, every time he comes out, he carries at least ten yuan stones." Zichen's words, high don't like to listen to, refute immediately.

"Only a few dozen dollars? Too few! " Zichen road.They had an impulse to climb up and kill Zichen immediately. They thought that there were only two pieces of broken Yuan Stone on you, the poor ghost. Master Wang's yuan stone can replace thousands of broken things. What kind of poverty are you? You say that Wang Shan is poor.

"Hillbilly!"

Two people one angry, simply also ignore purple Chen.

A moment later, there was a sound of hearing and hearing. They turned their heads and saw that Zichen had put on a black dress and a masked headgear, which covered his face and showed only a pair of eyes.

"Boy, what are you doing?" They asked in doubt.

"I heard the sound of horses' hooves. It seems that your young master is coming. Dress up to see you on the road." Purple Chen light way.

"The young master is here. That's great." Two people are very happy, but suddenly found wrong, face a change, looking at Zichen, "you want to kill people?"

"Of course not. I will give you to your young master." The purple Chen of masked face sneers a, then pick up two pieces of blue cloth, put into two people's mouth directly.

Two people's mouth is blocked, affect the wound is very painful, the mouth issued a whine sound.

"Well, whether you can live depends on your nature." Zichen one left one right, two people raised, very relaxed, toward the front of the official road to go.

The sound of the horse's hooves sounded, and the smoke and dust splashed on the official road, and a horse galloped.

This is a black horse, with scales on its body, which is much higher than ordinary tall horses. Its hooves are strong and powerful. When it is trampled on the ground, the whole earth is shaking slightly, and the divine steed is powerful.

It's a famous black scale horse in tianwu. It's hard to tame. It's short tempered. But it's durable and powerful. It's the favorite of many friars.

On the top of the horse was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was like a crown jade. He had a long red sword on his waist. His black hair was spread back. His eyes were bright. He was very smart. He stepped on the horse and looked like a handsome young man.

But his face was a little white, no blood color, like a great consumption, a loss of body appearance.

"Riding black scale horse, but seventeen eight, holding a sword... It seems that he is." The purple Chen appears from the distance, saw the youth's dress up, determined each other.

"Woo Hoo!"

Tall and short, also see Wang Shan, eyes exude excited light, whine non-stop, as if in a cry for help.

"It seems right." Seeing the expression of two people, Zichen is more certain.

As a result, his whole body's true Qi surged, and the energy of Taoism converged to his hands. In an instant, Zichen's hands became bright and his blood was surging. Zichen picked up the two people, and then, as if throwing stones, lifted them up one left and one right. Driven by the true Qi, Zichen smashed Wang Shan in front of him.

Zichen's strength was very big, and at the moment he urged the real Qi. The two men, tall and short, seemed to be two shells, whistling away, and the air made a sound.

"Who dares to attack me?" On the back of the black scale horse, Wang Shan noticed the abnormality. When he looked up, he saw two black shadows like big stones, whistling. He burst into a drink, and his body suddenly lifted up, floating and graceful.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the flaming sword has come out of its sheath, and the red light of blazing fire has rendered the sky like a burning flame and a red sun.

"Shua!"

Wang Shan holds the sword in both hands and rises in the air. His body is very natural and unrestrained. Inspired by his real Qi, Wang Shan suddenly cleaves to the front. In an instant, a sword light appears and rushes towards two dark shadows.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

Without any suspense, the two black shadows were divided into two and fell towards the ground, and the blood was splashing in the air. Wang Shan's body moved a few steps in the air to avoid the bloodstain all over the sky. His body slowly fell down and fell on the black scale horse's back again.

"Well!"

But when he fell down, his brow frowned. He thought it was a big stone attack, but there was blood. Looking at it, he saw two familiar pig head faces. His mouth was blocked, and his small eyes suddenly widened. His eyes were full of panic and horror.

"Good boy, his skill is really extraordinary!" When Wang Shan thought about where he had met them, a cold drink suddenly appeared from the front, and a man in black with a mask came out slowly from the dark.

"Tiansha Pavilion people?" Wang Shan gave a strange cry, and his expression was somewhat unnatural.

Black clothes and masked faces have almost become the signboard of those killers in Tiansha Pavilion. Moreover, during this period of time, Yunxia city and Tiansha pavilion have been very unhappy, and Wang Shan blurted out like a conditioned reflex.

"Die!"

Zichen didn't talk nonsense. After going out of the dark, he turned into a silver light and rushed to Wang Shan. He wanted to fight quickly.

If you don't, you have to kill. Wang Shan doesn't dare to be careless. He jumps back in the air and has already abandoned the black scale horse.

"Peng!"

Zichen's speed is very fast, suddenly pursues, two people in the air one hand in hand, sends out a roar big sound.

"No, you are not from Tiansha Pavilion." All of a sudden, Wang Shan gave a strange cry and retreated quickly.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!